A little hesitation arises in the calm days, and a little light emerges from the hesitant mood.
If your talent is about to die, I will bury it with my own hands.
If your tombstone does not have a cemetery, please rest in peace.
Talking nonsense, going back in time, and swaying, it is a worthwhile trip.
Give your thoughts something to rely on and your soul to stay.
An impetuous life needs the cover of tranquility.
In addition to all kinds of you in this world, which one is you?
Intention: A thinking brain, recording a little bit of different little things.